You have to hand it to the J-U-G-G-A-L-O-S, they know how to promote.

But through 23 minutes of painfully difficult-to-watch characters in a post-apocalyptic world, one has to wonder, how the hell did someone come up with the idea for this infomercial? Its production value roughly approximates my home videos from high school. Set in a world where all music is dead and corporate, being a juggalo separates you from the rest of the boring, mundane world. The “ninjas” are the only ones who survived and they tell you about a place where originality still exists. Spoiler alert, it is not Wlliamsburg, but Cave-In-Rock, Illinois.

The saddest part is that the hip-hop lineup is actually really awesome. Among the notable acts playing are George Clinton and the Parliament Funkadelic, Raekwon, The Game, Danny Brown, a reunion of The Geto Boys, Cheech and Chong, Bobcat Goldthwait, Bizmarkie, Tech N9ne, Warren G, Pharacyde, Kool Keith, DMX, Rahzel, and Master P.

But there is more to this festival than just artists. This has got to be the only festival in the world that offers you a chance to ride a helicopter for 20 bucks. Beat that, Coachella. Although it does lead one to wonder how the so called “Greatest Michael Jackson Tribute Band” will go over with the jugallos and juggallettes.

Don’t fret if you have no one to go with. That is what Juggalobook is for. Wooop Wooop.